Ghost of Brotherhood

by SchylerSilveyBolivar, Missouri, USA

Aug 2022 259 Views 0 comments

Ghost of Brotherhood

This moshpit of memories, it gnaws at the soul,
the acid tears pour, again hurt by the cold.
Powerless to silence your memory that I now endure,
to forsake this ghost of brotherhood, to suffer nevermore.

This ghoulish prison, a prison of the mind,
it leaves me wanting, begging to know why.
Why show me no mercy? Why'd you choose to die?
Why haunt me with memories without a goodbye?

Why?

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Posted: Aug 2022

About this poem:

A glimpse into the psychological torment people endure for years after a loved one commits suicide. The pain it causes (for me at least) can be best described as haunting.